Lyrics: Cartel. I'll Get Through This.

I feel the pastures,
Growing greener
I feel the waves,
They come all over me

I feel the pastures.
Growing Greener
I feel the waves,
They're coming over me
and everythings alright
Yeah everythings alright

I hear the others
Wondering where I've been,
I hear my mother,
She's worried sick again

I hear the others
Wondering where I've been,
I hear my mother,
She's worried sick again

She whethers me
and holds me to my own,
She whethers me and keeps me hanging on,

But I'll get through this,Will you?
But I'll get through this,Will you?
But I'll get through this,Will you?
I'll get through this...


In the southern,
The air will keep you warm
In the western,
The air is dry as a bone
In the southern,
The air will keep you warm
In the western,
The air is dry as a bone
And I've been wondering about that change...
And I,I...I've been wondering 'bout that change...


But I'll get through this, Will you?
But I'll get through this, Will you?
But I'll get through this, Will you?
But I'll get through this...